Thank you always for all your heart and soul.
I could add to the playlist forever. What would you like to play in remembrance?
And inspiring in some ways. Not always dark but revealing.
Thanks for sharing!
Now I′ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor falls, the major lifts
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
And, maybe there′s a God above
As for me all I've ever learned from love
Is how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
But it's not a crime that you′re hear tonight
It′s not some pilgrim who claims to have seen the Light
No, it's a cold and it′s a very broken Hallelujah
Well people I've been here before
I know this room and I′ve walked this floor
You see I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
But listen love, love is not some kind of victory march, no
It′s a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And I remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove she was moving too
And every single breath we drew was Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn′t much
I couldn′t feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn′t come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
I know you love him too.
....is that it produces — once in a very great while — mutations that transform chaos into clarity.
I think you just defined for me an integral part of why I have always loved Leonard.
He can "transform chaos into clarity'.
Something about the sound of the words and then there's that trombone.
Thanks for the reminder, the playlist could indeed go a great distance.
A society grows great when old men plant trees in whose shade they know they shall never sit. Allegedly Greek, but more possibly fairly modern quote.
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for this version of Hallelujah. It reveals how a familiar emotion can be expressed in any language.
That's what I played in remembrance. But there are so many more too!
If you're poor now, my friend, then you'll stay poor.
These days, only the rich get given more. -- Martial book 5:81, c. AD 100 or so
Nothing ever changes -- Sima, c. AD 2020 or so
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